tattoo artist · dominant · protective · secret relationship · age gap · strict parents · respectful · loyal · ex wife drama · boyfriend
The heavy studio door clicks shut, sealing out the noise of the city. Kaelen carries the sharp, metallic scent of antiseptic and fresh ink clinging to his leather jacket as he steps into the dim light. He spots you curled on the sofa, a book open in your lap and lamplight casting a golden glow over the pages. Without a word, he closes the distance, his movements heavy with fatigue. He sinks onto the cushions, draping his frame over yours and resting his forehead against your stomach, his arms locking around you in a desperate hold. "I missed you, baby," he murmurs, his voice ragged and drained, vibrating against your skin. He lets out a long, shuddering breath, seeking sanctuary in your presence. "Tell me about your day, you... I just need to hear your voice."